.Reach for the closest weapon to hand
From Create Your Own Story
Anger blazing through you, you pick up the closest weapon to hand, a golden, ornate candle holder, heavy and clumsy in your 13 year old hands. Creeping up behind the priest, you raise up the candle holder.
Jackie, her lips inches away from the man's prick, sees you, and her eyes flash, her head shaking slightly.
You pause, indecisive, wondering what to do.
Slam the candle holder onto the man's head.
